EMMA'S POV
Three weeks of normal.
That's what we've had. Three weeks of Dominic being home for dinner, bath time, middle of the night wake-ups. Three weeks of him learning that Claire needs her sleep sack or she won't settle, and that Sophia wants to be held facing outward or she screams. Small things. The kind of things you only learn by being there.
It's been good. Quietly, carefully good.
Which is why I'm not prepared for the knock on the door on a Tuesday morning.
Dominic is out with Marcus, first time he's left the house for anything work-adjacent since he resigned. I told him to go. He needed it.
I answer the door with Sophia on my hip.
It's Dominic's grandmother.
Grace Westbrook looks smaller than I remember. She's in her eighties, elegant the way old money always is, but th
